I have been mourning all this weekend. I am trying to do something that may just be able to lift my mood. But to no avail. No news has brought cheer to me. And I have finished a lot of books and articles meanwhile. Moreover, the newspapers, The Express and The TOI are completed. Movies are through as well. So is F-1 and so is Anand's domination of Kramnik and Adams. I have trid every trick in the book including talking to relatives and friends and I still feel not so good. I tried sleeping, working and currently am sitting in a games arcade. Gosh. What all people do to get rid of depression. Tom Robbins was right when he said people in "depression" are the most self centered of all people. All I been doing is pandering myself. Now it's Star Wars for me. Let's see how George Lucas fares.
It actually began, quite reluctantly. Unnecessary as it may seem, life teaches you what you allow it to teach. Even Life cannot teach you what it offers you. One has to let himself dissolve into the experience and let it sink in, and that I might call religion or education. Whatever the other person is willing to accept. Nay. Does it matter? Nay.
Life is about teaching oneself. Being a self-thought-taught "person", picking up bits and pieces from various experiences, I tread on a path; I have myself laid out for myself. Never have I asked, in other words, begged for words, from "messiahs". Never did I think myself of having enough virtue, call it patience, to learn from others. So "rich" were my experiences.
Things change, dynamically. Responding to an open question, throwing caution to the winds, I immersed myself into a debate, with people who thought, had streamlined their thinking apparatus and abilities. Gradually, they pestered; read "lee...
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